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One Basket


I put my eggs
in a basket,
though I can't trust
it will hold.

Other tests and trials
have proved it unreliable;
each failure an assault,
a mugging,
a sneak attack,
or a lie
whispered in the dark.

But we make our choices
with high ideals,
choose our course
and try to stick to form,
bearing blown chances
and lost opportunities
with nary a peep.

So though I'm uncertain
what the day will bring,
still I'll take these eggs
and put them
in my basket,
not because
I know no better
but because this
is all I have.

This was written for The Sunday Whirl.

6 comments:

oldegg said...

Curiously this sad piece must reflect the situation of so many people where straying from the norm is a risk. I am old enough to remember relatives that lived their lives strictly by rote as they knew no other, thinking their world would not understand or tolerate change.

February 23, 2014 at 4:16 AM
Jae Rose said...

So gently written and yet strong..it could be seen as sadness and resignation or resolve and determination..working with what we have..that's all anyone can do really

February 23, 2014 at 5:41 AM
scotthastiepoet said...

Second poet so far today that has got to basket from eggs - Ha! Ha! For me, "this is all I have..." says it all very nicely here... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

February 23, 2014 at 9:17 AM
Belva Rae Staples said...

These lines are powerful and true.

So though I'm uncertain
what the day will bring,
still I'll take these eggs
and put them
in my basket,
not because
I know no better
but because this
is all I have.

February 23, 2014 at 4:42 PM
Alice Audrey said...

Sad but true for entirely too many of us.

February 24, 2014 at 9:44 PM
keiths ramblings said...

It's worth breaking one now and again - you never know what might be inside.

February 28, 2014 at 4:45 AM